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The shot
of a dreary restaurant, with waiters trundling around taking
orders...
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An oafish customer stomps up to the counter, "Ae
baal ki dukaan. Chal ek thanda la!"
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The man behind the counter tosses a wary glance
at his customer and slides towards the icebox.
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He is about to uncork a drink when the man ticks
him off, "Abey tu aadmi hai ki andaa? Tujhse thanda maanga
na?"
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The man dives into the icebox and extracts an
orange-flavoured drink. By now the lout has seen enough...
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...of his ineptitude, "Abey oh bina terrace ki
building, tere se thanda maanga na kya lara hai bhai?"
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He thrusts the bottle into his customer's face
and whines, "Par yeh thanda hi to hai..."
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The irate brute spells it out, "Abey flowerpot,
thanda matlab Coca- Cola. Samjha?"
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An understanding light dawns in his eyes and he
plunks a chilled bottle of Coke on the counter.
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The bully finally gets his drink and uncorks it
with style. "Ab tu bol, thanda matlab? Coca-Cola."
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He raises it to his lips and gulps it down thirstily.
"Ah!...
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...Thanda matlab?" "Coca-Cola," cuts in the man.
"Ah!"
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That's when both recognize their anonymous chat
friend. Super: "Jo chaho ho jaaye. Coca-Cola Enjoy!"
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